The final explosion of sword techniques appeared as a "fireworks" show to ordinary people, yet profoundly shocked a few who realized that on Dayan Island, a super master is present.

At the battle site, moonlight directly shone to the seabed, possibly for the first time in thousands of years. The surrounding sea lost its resistance due to the energy flow, quickly forming a giant vortex.

Minutes later, the sea finally filled the void, and the surface returned to its original state, with the waves undulating as if nothing had happened.

Lin Tian floated in the water, treading water, seeing Wang Wanxi from a distance, standing on a reef, her body swaying as though she might be blown into the sea by the wind at any moment.

Is Aunt Wang injured? A thought flashed through Lin Tian’s mind. He didn’t have time to ponder, quickly put away the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, swam over, and with a loud splash, jumped out of the water onto the reef where Wang Wanxi was.

This area was already out of the battle range, Wang Wanxi must have been impacted here by the energy waves.

"Aunt Wang, are you okay?" Lin Tian held her arm and asked worriedly.

Wang Wanxi waved her hand holding the sword and said, "I’m fine, just shaken a bit, with True Qi reversed, and it won’t recover quickly."

"Let me take you back to the shore; this isn’t the place for healing." Lin Tian looked around, seeing only seawater, he grabbed Wang Wanxi’s arm, jumped forcefully to another reef, repeating the jump several times and smoothly returned to the shore.

At this time, Miss Xiao also descended from the cliff, seeing the state of the two, the concern evident on her face. Lin Tian was soaked, and though Wang Wanxi’s clothes were dry, her face was pale.

"Lin Tian, Aunt Wang, how are you?" Xiao Manxue asked with a worried expression.

"It’s fine, I’ll help Aunt Wang with acupuncture to smooth out the True Qi." Lin Tian waved his hand, unraveling the golden thread on his wrist.

Wang Wanxi knew of Lin Tian’s acupuncture skills and did not refuse, instead sitting cross-legged on a large stone. Lin Tian performed acupuncture on several major points on her head, helping her internal energy circulate.

The major points on the head belong to the Ren Meridian and Du Meridian; these two meridians govern the body’s channels. As long as the Qi and blood flow smoothly in these two meridians, the scattered True Qi in other channels can gather into these meridians, finally returning to the Dantian.

Wang Wanxi gently closed her eyes, her hands forming a peculiar mudra, cooperating with Lin Tian’s acupuncture to circulate the True Qi. Minutes later, steam rose from her head due to the True Qi’s operation.

Soon, her complexion also gradually returned, beginning to redden. Wang Wanxi’s skin, even better than a twenty-year-old maiden, radiated rosy charm with the True Qi circulation, making Xiao Manxue watching in envy.

Because she wondered whether she could maintain such youthful appearance when reaching that age. Although Miss is an Ancient Martial Artist, every woman cares about eternal youth.

After another ten minutes, Lin Tian retracted the golden needle, Wang Wanxi slowly opened her eyes, her clear gaze once again sharp and lively.

"Thank you, Xiao Tian," Wang Wanxi rose, speaking softly.

"No problem, since I caused it, naturally I have to heal Aunt Wang; otherwise, Uncle Wang and Mrs. Xiao won’t let me off," Lin Tian said with a carefree smile.

"Indeed, if it were a life-and-death struggle, I might have died, or been severely injured. Xiao Tian, your skill is truly profound and unfathomable," Wang Wanxi remarked with a slight sigh, simultaneously smiling, pleased by Lin Tian’s strength.

"Not necessarily, Aunt Wang surely has some ultimate moves not yet revealed." Lin Tian slightly shook his head, evidently not believing a single move could defeat Wang Wanxi, knowing that the Wang Family isn’t focused on offense but defense.

Wang Wanxi merely smiled, offering no explanation, "Let’s not talk about it now, we should head back; you’re soaked, need to avoid catching cold."

Lin Tian chuckled inwardly, understanding Aunt Wang’s concern was too much; as an Ancient Martial Artist, getting a cold is unlikely. However, wearing drenched clothes is indeed uncomfortable.

"Wait a moment," Lin Tian said, running to another side, returning with a large sea fish in hand, causing the two beautiful women to laugh involuntarily.

The laughter of the two women was exquisite, making Lin Tian, soaking wet and holding a large fish, appear more awkward.

However, Lin Tian didn’t mind, walking along, he said, "Aunt Wang, during our battle, I noticed the Wang Family’s swordsmanship is also very profound. In the Ancient Martial World, it seems many families and sects use swords, what’s the difference compared to Qingshuang Pavilion which specializes in swordsmanship?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"What do you think? What difference did you notice?" Wang Wanxi counter-questioned. Xiao Manxue also bowed her head slightly, contemplating how interpreting others’ sword techniques could provide her own insights.

"Uh, how should I put it, the Wang Family’s swordsmanship is mysterious, Qingshuang Pavilion’s is sharp and fierce, as for other families and sects, I’m not quite sure," Lin Tian pondered, sharing his general thoughts.

"You’re correct; every sect has its own sword techniques, but only Qingshuang Pavilion has perfected the sword to the extreme. Sword is a vessel, differing styles arise with different individuals. For instance, a famous poet in history, Li Bai, have you heard of him?" Wang Wanxi asked.

"Ten steps to kill one, walking away afar. When things are done, leaving in a flick, deeply concealed in merit and fame. That’s how Li Bai described a swordsman in his poetry," Lin Tian recited.

Wang Wanxi looked at Lin Tian, laughing suddenly: "From your tone, you admire Li Bai, but you might not know, Li Bai himself was a peerless swordsman."

"A peerless swordsman? Really, is Qinglian Swordsmanship true?" Lin Tian paused, astonishingly curious.

"What Qinglian Swordsmanship? Never heard of it," Xiao Manxue queried curiously, Wang Wanxi likewise shook her head.

Actually, Lin Tian was fabricating due to playing games, spoken off the cuff.

Wang Wanxi continued: "There’s no Qinglian Swordsmanship. Li Bai once learned sword under Pei Min; Pei Min was a sword master in the Tang Dynasty’s Kaiyuan Period, esteemed as Sword Saint for his superb swordsmanship."

"Since Pei Min served as a General and experienced battlefields, his swordsmanship carries killing intent. That’s likely depicted in Li Bai’s verses of ten steps killing one. However, as Pei Min’s apprentice, the sword techniques transformed in Li Bai’s hands, losing some resolute killing intent, gaining more elegant ease."

"Li Bai’s poetry is boldly elegant and free-spirited, mirroring his nature, thus his sword style bore such characteristics. I observed your Sword Energy Cross earlier, dominant and devastating, distinct from Tang Ziqing’s sharp fierceness; that’s the diversity in sword path," Wang Wanxi patiently explained.

As the trio exchanged casually, they didn’t realize the immense impact of this battle was far greater than Lin Tian imagined. The departing "spectators" found their hearts unsteady for a long time.